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lirik lagu bgm tales – li63rty

just imagine that
imagine me sitting in a room (yea)
with a city view (sh*t is like a vibe now)
eating hattie b’s chicken (uh hum)
and i’m dippin it in blue cheese sauce
(yea, that part)
sippin’( on some bgm sh*t)
berlinger made in vine
establish in 1876 (worldwide with it)
white zinfandel moscato
after i had a couple of shots of dussè
(they gon hear me)
yea, that type of vibe
( they gon feel me 2)

i caught a l!ck
i caught a l!ck
i caught another l!ck
no questions asked
i flipped the stash just to go legit
c’s taught me the game
i turned soap into a brick
still with the sh*ts
now eat a d*ck
if u ain’t feelin’ this
l!ck shots in the air
for my trey niners (blah)
gunnin at them n*ggas that told
and got my fam timers
f*ck boys found in winthrop
with they face backwards
everyday another gift and i’m building profit!
on a different frequency
u know it’s “bag talk”
to ya haters that literally
just jumped off the porch
i’m spilling drinks with benny up in behannias
for that n*gga ill k!ll a cracker
leave them slumped in they office
made bond got back 2 business
with my realest b*tches (woah)
workin’ red carpets
feds takin’ elite pictures(woah)
it’s do or die i’m just tryna survive
motivation came from everytime
granny stayed on the grind n*gga
had 2 build on my own (uh huh)
had 2 live on my own (uh huh)
no longer heating up the crib
the with kitchen stove (listen)
it was “get money n*gga” or get a body bag
so i drove the infiniti right up off the lot
got my locs twisted by queens
that never talk lot (i love you)
and reserved artillery
whenever the block got too hot
(whenever the block got too hot)

(uh)

(can’t be out here lackin’ ya heard?)

mama told me “babygirl don’t trust n0body”
(don’t trust n0body)
stay on my grizzy & find a profitable hobby
(profitable hobby)
while n*ggas was poppin’ molly’s lookin’ like zombies
i was servin feens
runnin’ in and out of lobbies
i ride alone
no one can report any crimes i’ve done
and what i did is going to the grave
ya underdig me?!
my life so precious
my b*tch ass so precious
i f*ck her with no effort
with my pistol on the dresser
screaming “eastside!”
yea my n*gga we “the finest”
“eastside city” you know my team
is right behind us
made n*ggas b*tch
don’t get murdered 4 a couple of dollars
only more reason 4 me and my n*ggas to make ya woman holla
im on the move like rent due(uh)
and my ribs is touching
and u n*ggas lookin like food
i’m on the nine with my nine n*gga
ain’t tucking them tools
if u want it u can get it
probably smokin with jewelz

fureal! (laughs) fureal ( uh huh) (yea)
i might die tomorrow and somebody might find this recording ya heard me? sh*t like that
(l*i—b*g*m)
(eastside) (eastside)
they gonna feel it

free the zoe’s!
i’m in flatbush with nastiest wh0res
either or, the finest baby
we gonna u f*ck u sore
i’m stackin’ more, i’m stackin’ more, i’m stackin more n*gga trade that bus pass 4 that honda accord
i’m doing shows
and i’m traveling in and out of state
while my old mistress
blowin’up for dinner dates (now hold up)
not a chance the queen
quick with that gunplay
and plus she bring her own food
to the home plate
when henny died
i got faded and i caught the shakes
stocked up and bought more pistols
and i played it dangerous
bk, eastside it’s been a long ride
even though we elevated
from the poverty line
shout out to zeus, baggie
and all my trill n*ggas!
aries, blow, sparks
can’t forget the queen k!lla!!!
we outchea! ya clowns n*ggas better pay respect! b4 i cut ya homeless n*ggas
that’s hungry a check uh
on god n*gga

so i’m in a hotel in nashville right now
i just did uhm a red carpet event called uhm
“tell me a story” now i’m telling ya my story

- li63rty

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